Our Vista

My island of dreams, With the most fertile and greenest of fields, It's stunning appeal, Vibrant, vivacious panorama, Every town and village surprises with it's daily drama, Of smiles and frowns, Ireland has a mighty throne, Crowned by it's rugged mountains and rolling hills, Cliffs, ocean and beaches like beautiful frills, Carving my life with thrills, We walk hand in hand through forest trails, My mind is frail, I'm a victim of the past, Littered with low self esteem, This land was always my dream, With plenty of inspired poets and traditional bands, Flourishing with deep insight, Like the tide drawing in and out from the shore, Timeless beauty enhanced by the magic at peoples core, To live with ease and softness oozing from their pores, We create our own loving vista, Inspired by our two souls in tune, Joined in a love cocoon.